Happiness in the Ordinary

Habit, insomnia, habit to the silent night, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, thinking about your light blue clothes. Habit, sleeping partner, habit of being alone in a room, holding a stuffed bear, sleeping alone. I am used to eating salty food, and the salt I am accustomed to in my wounds spreads little by little in my heart. Get used to looking at the sky, getting used to sitting alone in the well of love and reading poems about you. Time after time, I have gotten used to it, I am used to having you, and I am used to caring about everything about you. Go away, I have to get used to being alone. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.